Roommates 1/?
“2 months?” Yoochun brought his hands to his face and whimpered, “Does he have to stay with me?”
“Well, we’re not going to let him stay at a hotel, are we” Mrs. Park’s threatening tone still bothered Yoochun. He hated having his mom angry at him.
“But mom,” Yoochun whined, but then sighed, “Who is he anyway?”
“He’s my cousin sister’s youngest son, you remember Aunty Kim, don’t you?”
Yoochun hummed in confusion.
“Come on, Yoochun-ah, you weren’t that young when you left Korea, AUNTY KIM from Gongjoo?”
“Oh right, the family with the overload of girls”
His mom chuckled, “Yes that family, they had one cute little boy remember? Well, he’s not little anymore but he’s still cute.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes.
“His flight arrives there in 3 days, so that’s a weekend; you’ll be free to pick him up”
“Thanks for making that convenient for me” Yoochun replied, sarcastically
“Chunnie-ah, it’ll be fun and you’ll have some company, I know you miss your brother”
“Mom,” Yoochun sighed,
“Don’t try to be all tough Yoochun, I know my babies and they can’t stay mad at each other for long, you love Yoowhannie.”
Yoochun’s lips quirked upwards, his brother’s name was enough to make him smile but then anger took over as the memory of Yoowhan walking out on him came back. His mom still didn’t know the real reason for their fighting and they had an unspoken pact that she would never know.
Her being across the world from them had always been a bittersweet thing for the Park Brothers. It was easier for them to be who they wanted to be, away from the limitations of the Korean culture. On the other hand, they got into fights too easily and they knew that the only person that could bring them together again was their mom.
But their mom wouldn’t step foot in America again, she swore that as she left 3 years ago. She was done with the country, the memories and the struggle. Mrs. Park wanted to spend as long as she could in the country she was born and raised in.
Yoochun had been trying to get her to come and visit him; he secretly wished Yoowhan would come just to see her.
“Yoochun-ah?”
Yoochun snapped out of it.
“Yeah, mom?”
“You’ll take care of your cousin right?”
“Yes mom”
“Good baby, I love you”
“Love you too Mom…bye”
Yoochun flipped off the phone and sighed for the umpteenth time. After a long time, he would have another person living in his house, and what’s more is that he was a stranger.
He had no desire to be babysitting some Korean pretty boy. A dude who has 8 older sisters, Yoochun shivered at the thought.
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“I still don’t see why we have to come along”
“I still don’t see what the problem is in you coming along.
“You just don’t drag me off the bed on a Saturday morning.” Changmin shrugged, “Especially when I have a very naked Junsu snuggled into me.”
“Sheesh I don’t even have the right to wake you up in the morning, so much for BFF’s, Minnie-ah”
Changmin rolled his eyes.
“Fine, but if your ever interrupt sex, I’m officially changing my lock”
Yoochun scoffed.
“Jeez, keep your pants on,” Yoochun said, “Literally too, because here comes your lovely bottom, with the lovely bottom”
Changmin turned to see Junsu, with two coffees in hand, making his way across the deserted airport.
Now, Junsu. Junsu was something Yoochun would want living in his house. If he wasn’t best friends with Changmin, with a deal on hooking up with each other’s’ guys (even ex’s), he would jump Junsu the first chance he got. The ass on that man was beyond delicious but that would be stating the obvious.
Junsu had red spiky hair that was perfect for entwining fingers into while his plump lips were wrapped around a cock. Before getting to that ass, one would want go through every curve on a body like Junsu’s.
Yoochun and Changmin both watched Junsu walk up to them and hand them their coffees before leaning against Changmin’s body.
“So who is this guy anyways?” Changmin said, taking a cautious sip.
“My cousin,” Yoochun said, leaning against the railing that faced the door of the arrivals.
“Is he hot?” Junsu didn’t skip a beat
“Never seen him”
“Well, if he’s your cousin, he’s gotta be hot” Junsu shamelessly flirted
Yoochun turned and smirked at Junsu just as Changmin tightened his hold on him.
“Too bad you have a boyfriend, Su,”
Junsu smiled when Changmin growled.
“Even worse that that boyfriend’s overly possessive, no room for threesomes”
Changmin shook his head.
“My ass can take it, its Changmin’s cock that doesn’t like sharing.”
“Why are you guys talking about me like I’m not here” Changmin butt in, “Enough flirting Chunnie, the eagle has landed”
Yoochun would have commented on that but he was too used to Changmin’s awkwardness.
The door slid open and Yoochun eyes floated towards the rush of people coming out of customs. Little kids clung to an exhausted mom’s leg, business men chatted away on their cellphones and Porters pushed carts around. Yoochun didn’t realize it before but he was a little nervous.
“Hey what if it’s that guy?” Junsu nudged and pointed to a Korean looking man hopelessly dragging luggage around, in khaki shorts that reached barely to his knees and a water tank hung around his neck.
Yoochun spun his head back, God, please no. Anybody but that guy.
“Hey, look at it this way, if he’s not hot, hanging around him would boost up your looks a bit. Hanging out with me certainly isn’t getting you anywhere, I’m too distracting.” Changmin commented
“Fuck off Minnie, let me focus”
“On what? Praying for a hot roomie?”
“Jeez guys, he’s my cousin!”
“And you’re desperate; I think it works out well”
Yoochun flipped him off.
“Shut the fuck up guys, check out that dude”
Changmin pinched Junsu’s side, “Stop it, Su baby, we’re not here to check out som-“
“Holy Fuck” Yoochun cut Changmin off and stared at the beauty walking towards them. Stunning. No, Striking. No, Hot beyond belief? Yoochun’s mind rejected adjective after adjective as the man got closer. Shoulders broad, muscles clearly defined and noticeable in the tight T-shirt, and hair dyed a beautiful blonde.
Yoochun’s breath caught and he continued to gape along with his two friends.
The man walked right up to Yoochun and wrapped his arms around him. Yoochun stumbled back a bit but then caught onto the man’s arms.
“Yoochun-shi, Aunty Park has told me so much about you, I could recognize you from 50 feet away.” The man said in broken English.
Yoochun met Changmin’s eyes and he mouthed “Hot” to Yoochun. Junsu let out a low whistle.
“Jaejoong-shi?”
“Ne”
“Welcome” Yoochun switched to Korean for Jaejoong and slipped out of his arms. He faced a big grin but Jaejoong’s eyes told him he was tired from the long flight. Even so, his features were so soft, masculine but with that delicate feminine touch that showed when Jaejoong bit on his bottom lip, turning to Changmin and Junsu.
“This is my friend Changmin”
“And I’m his boyfriend Junsu,” Junsu said, and Jaejoong held out a hand but Junsu turned it into a hug.
Yoochun chuckled and rolled his eyes.
“Boyfriend huh?” Jaejoong sneered, turning to Yoochun, as Changmin grabbed the cart with Jaejoong’s stuff in it and started walking with Junsu.
“You don’t have a problem with that do you?” Yoochun asked, holding his breath
“As a matter of fact I do,”
Yoochun stiffened.
Jaejoong’s eyes lingered around Junsu’s oh-so-subtle butt, “Cuz I would so totally tap that, if he didn’t have a boyfriend”
Yoochun laughed.
“I heard that” came Changmin’s reply
“Can I help it if I’m gorgeous?” Junsu turned and winked.
Jaejoong slipped an arm around Yoochun’s shoulder and laughed.
Yoochun finished the prayer he had started a while ago.
Thank You God for a hot roommate. Amen
A/N Comments would be awesome!! ♥
Chapter 2: My Little Princess